The trip went well. That was amazing, considering all the crap they had gone through. Still, the walk was nice, and it felt good to fight without having to fear for her life. Sure there were monsters and the like, but they were no match for them. As they walked Nadeline let her thoughts flow freely. The best thing had to be the wind, though. It was almost a shame that they had gotten to Balfonheim so soon! She took in a deep breath, tasting the salt of the sea. It reminded her greatly of their day at the beach. Soon they would be able to go back to those happier times. She watched Savayna and Wesley, and she couldn't help but wonder if they were alright. They certainly acted like their usual selves, but as Emiri had demonstrated in the Ifrit, anything could happen.

The princess had almost missed when Savayna had called out to her; she was just enjoying nature in itself. Nature was also enjoying her fiance in the form of some woman on top of him. No strike that, women would not attempt to smother men with their breasts. Only whores and sluts and maybe Meli would do that. Meli was a total slut so she probably would. Except this woman was not Meli. Who the hell was this whore?! "[b]Who is this?[/b]" Nadeline's voice squeaked slightly against her will, though it came out as absolutely horrified. "[b]Young lady, do you [i]mind[/i]?! Get off of him this instant![/b]" She commanded her, summoning every ounce of royal willpower and authority in her voice now.

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One minute. Two minutes. How much time had passed? How long had they been like this? It was just a hug. A comforting hug. Was there more to it? Maybe just a little. But if someone were to walk in on them, it wouldn't be a big deal, right? They all knew what had happened, how she felt, how devastated she was. Or was that justification for something that should not be happening? What was being said with the actions happening right now? There was something happening here. That much was definite. Emiri looked up at Grant. She looked so small. She was small, but she always had a way of looking like everyone else. She looked tired. Drained. What would it take for her not to look that way?

"[b]It's going to be okay.[/b]" He told her very softly, raising his hand and brushing her bangs out of her eyes. God how he loved those purple eyes of hers. As that thought crossed his mind, he briefly recalled Nadeline's warning. Oh shit, was this idiotic? But as he looked down at Emiri, for some reason he didn't think it was. She needed comforting. People hug when they need comfort. Except the last time he was comforted by Savayna they ended up making love. But that wasn't going to happen here. No, no way, [i]that[/i] was idiotic. As if confirming it, he felt her back away from him. See? Everything was fine. He sat back down on the couch, Emiri joining him.

"[b]What if he never comes back?[/b]" She asked, leaning against him. Grant lifted his arm around her shoulders, making her more comfortable.

"[b]He will. He has to. He has someone to come back to.[/b]" He assured her, offering her the clover hair tie. "[b]Just wait. Alright?[/b]"

Emiri shifted and turned so that she was hugging Grant. She no longer looked desperate, just very sad. Grant didn't know which was worse. "[b]I just...I need him.[/b]" She admitted. "[b]Without him I...you're right about before. I feel abandoned, like he just dumped me and left.[/b]" She murmured to him as she fiddled with her hair tie. "[b]Why would he just leave me like this? We didn't even talk last night...he went straight to sleep. I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye, he didn't even say anything...why am I such a terrible girlfriend?[/b]" 

"[b]You're not terrible, alright?[/b]" He found that comforting just meant denying whatever the person said. "[b]He's lucky to have you. Any guy would be lucky to have you.[/b]"

Silence. Had he said too much? Was this the idiotic thing? He looked down and saw her asleep on him. Well, that was good. Right?